Hello, here to formally drop Freiya Nimue (The Milletian from Mabinogi), today's date is 4/8/22, rank dwarf, townhouse 216! Thank you and sorry for any dropped threads!
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- ⋆ Aspidiske

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Hello, here to formally drop Freiya Nimue (The Milletian from Mabinogi), today's date is 4/8/22, rank dwarf, townhouse 216! Thank you and sorry for any dropped threads!
Dropped for you!
- ⋆ Aspidiske
@soul-star
While expecting the actual desired information on this city would be kept safely tucked away, he still had his curiosity of it all. Besides, regardless of world there is one basic thing that will always remain true. Without knowing the basics one cannot go anywhere. And as loathed as he is to admit it, he did not know even that much.
And so he has found himself in The Great Library of Xalphina. Stacks of books lay before him as he pours over their context, keeping mental notes of anything that stuck out. So far, the list was short. This only fed into the growing frustration the researcher had been harboring since his arrival. So much so that the moment another passed by their mere presence agitated him further.
Brows furrowing he attempts to ignore this other. But as they lingered he decided there was no merit in holding back a remark any longer. “Must you stand there being so persistently loud, or is there truly nothing better to do.”
@soul-star // starter !
So, there were bards in this world as well, were there?
That was Haurchefant’s first thought as he found himself in a crowd of onlookers as someone performed a song on a street corner. Though he had never actually seen a spontaneous performance like this himself, Meteor had been kind enough to share a few stories of the bards hailing from Gridana with him on cold evenings in the Falling Snows while they were awaiting word back from his father, so that he and the other two remaining scions would have a place to hide away from the crime pinned over their heads.
Well. Even if they weren’t a bard, it would be rather rude not to compliment their performance wouldn’t it?
After their song was complete and the crowd thinned enough for him to get closer, he stood before Freiya and offered a smile before speaking.
“That was a lovely performance! Might I ask where you learned to play that song?”
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Hilda was interested in pixies playground from the moment she heard its name, not only was it guaranteed to have some fresh air and grass for snivy to hang around in. From somewhere nearby, Hilda hear the sounds of beautiful music. She couldn't help but be drawn into by its charm. Finding its source wasn’t hard, it appeared to be coming from a young person with pink hair. The closer she got, she realized she actually kind of towered over them.
Regardless, she waited for them to finish their performance. She clapped for them with a smile on her face.
“ that was absolutely beautiful ! “ one of the best parts of traveling and seeing new things was meeting new people with amazing talents.
"Don't ask, just run!"
Unbelievable. He had an iced coffee in his hand too.
❝ Why? ❞
He didn't get his question answered right away, as the person demanding he run and speak less had already started ahead. So naturally, he follows after. Begrudgingly, iced coffee sloshing and spilling along the way. Fan-fucking-tastic!
❝ Hey, why!? Hey! What's coming!? ❞
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Ilsa would have wished she was at the Skydom with the Society members but now she earned the title of ‘The Only Erune in Spirale’ probably because there are no erunes around than herself. Where Ilsa is? The same place where the previous festival happened weeks ago, minding her own business with a cup of tea and a few sweets.
She just misses them so much, making Eustace, the last one that disappeared.
“I don’t know what you’re after on me but you’re not getting anything from me.” She sighs even if she knew there is someone else, eating a piece of a cookie.